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Captain Scott, Part 4:
Captain Scott rescheduled for Friday. "SHIT!" I thought-- that means I will be getting off work late and late for Happy Hour.)
There were many cancelations on Friday; I asked to leave early, which meant that I would pass Captain Scott to Mary, but the boss adamantly said, "No!" (Double SHIT!) But Mary got to leave early. No fair!!
Captain Scott arrived 30 minutes early so I had Mary start his treatment with Hot packs and beginning Stabilization exercises. Mary assured him I would be working with him. Captain Scott was in his uniform, and I have to admit he "looked damn good!.. rather Hot!".
He changed into his shorts, and while he rested on the hot packs, I checked on him to get a subjective finding, and kiddingly asked him, "You have better support today?"
He laughed and gave me a backhand pat on my abs.
Mary supervised him with his Trunk Stabilization; I observed as I closed out medical charts. The exercises were way too easy and Mary was not challenging him, so I intervened. Mary was happy too leave; I swear that she knows what will get me out of my chair to take over so she can do other things. She happily left him to finish paperwork, which meant she will be able to leave early.
I advanced Captain Scott to hanging bar exercises. He had difficulty maintaining neutral and he needed verbal and tactile cues, so I positioned my hands professionally at his lower abs and lower back. There were times when I slipped my hand lower to the area just above the pubic bone; the lower tactile cues prove to be beneficial, but the carryover is fair.
I took him over to the large treatment mat, where we did more mat activities. I lie next to him to demonstrate what I expected. At times I placed his hands on me to feel what I expect of him.
After several hand placements, rather than keeping his fingers close together, he spread his fingers and his ring and little finger were just a pubic hair away from my cock.
The boss left after telling me I had to stay and work with the Captain. Mary started to get on my nerves; her elation at getting to leave early was just too much. I thought of every little thing for her to do to delay her leaving.
"Everything done sir, front door is locked, may I leave?" she asked me. I nodded my approval. She turned off the front lights, so only the gym and treatment room #1 lights were on.
Mary quick to get her cell to tell the others she is on her way for happy hour, and we hear, "No he is not, the captain showed up." (Yes, we all had hoped he would reschedule due to work.)
Since we are alone, I continued with his treatment on the mat. I did the #4 position stretch on him (see part 2), and massaged through all his fabric.
"The last time you did this stretch, you massaged my gluts and did some deep tissue work," the Captain remarked as though all treatments are the same.
"Am I not doing that now?" I asked him somewhat annoyed.
Captain Scott shook his head, "No It's not the same."
The last time I did the #4 position technique, the Captain laid naked on his stomach naked, his right leg is on the bed, his left leg bent at the knee and resting on my hip. So the only difference this time was that he had his shorts on and probably did not feel the pressure through the fabric.
I got off the mat. I reached for a towel on the nearby linen cart. I handed him the towel, "Here, cover up when you're done; I'm going to wash my hands."
I went to wash bathroom to wash my hands and to piss. I removed my cock freeing it from my bvd, and I drifted to thinking about the Captain. My cock started to stiffen as I finish my business. "What the heck I thought," and removed my briefs; I tugged at my cock before buckling up.
I dimmed the lights in the gym and return to the Captain, who is face down, and had his left leg positioned like the #4 with the towel draped over his naked buttom.
"You know, I do this stretch and the added exercise often," Captain Scott tells me rather arrogantly.
"So show me!" I challenged him. I am surprised, but then not, because he does the stretch and exercise well, and needed no correction from me.
I moved his towel a little so I can see his left leg clearly, and I positioned my right hand on his left buttock and hip area. He raised his knee up and I applied some pressure to keep his hip from lifting. He does the same with the right.
Now for the soft tissue work. Being a professional, I draped the towel over the left buttock and worked on the right side. I worked on his gluts and massaged from origin to insertion. I allowed my fingers to explore and explored close to his butt hole; and like before, the Captain squeezed his butt hole every time I got close to his pucker.
"Relax!" I cued him. I continued: I massaged his inner thigh and my hands wandered high and my fingers brushed against his cock and balls. I positioned his leg back to the neutral position with his knee bent and raised his upper leg for a stretch. I then positioned between his legs. I reached under with my left hand high to the inner thigh and my right hand supported him at his knee. I can see his balls and his hard cock, which looked as though it needed to be freed. I worked on the left; his cock is laying to the right. He does not need any cues to relax.
I asked him to do 10 Cobra stretches for me before going on to something new. So Captain changing positions. He did the 10 Cobra stretches and held each one for 10 seconds before he rolled onto his back. Capt Scott is a bold man; he rolled over without making any effort to cover his cock. I handed him the towel and he covered up but his hard protruding cock is not to see.
I assisted him with straight leg raise stretch then knee to chest with his foot resting on my chest. I leaned forward and with his knee and hip flexed, I massaged his thigh and stroked down to his inner thigh. We looked right into each other's eyes.
The towel slid off. From that knee to chest position, I positioned his knee out to the side and scooted forward to better support him.
I put the towel over his private, "I'm getting distracted." We both laughed. His cock is semi-erect. I applied the same technique to the other side. He responded to my touch of his thigh.
The next stretch is what I call "friendly soles"; I position him so the soles of his feet are facing each other. I massaged his inner thighs applying downward-out pressure. I massaged his adductor muscles and my thumbs are just under his balls. As I do some strumming on his adductor muscles, his balls and hard cock bounce rhythmically.
Captain Scott noticed I popped a tent and a wet spot; "going commando today?" he asked as he reached out and grabbed my cock looking me straight in the eye. His legs are spread out along the side of mine and I am now kneeled between them.
I forego the manual techniques, and I go straight to his manhood: I grabbed hold of his cock, which is hard/hot and pulsed in my hand. I squeezed his cock and admired the nice cut man meat with pre-cum dripping down the head of his cock. I rubbed his cock slit spreading the pre-cum over his cock head.
Captain Scott sighed heavily. He propped up on one elbow and skillfully undid my belt, loosened my button, unzipped me, and opened my pants. He took my cock out--"Awww nice...hot!" and smiled at me.
He grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me toward him and subsequently I lose my balance and fell on him. He grabbed the side of my head with both of his hands and kiss me hard and deeply force feeding me his tongue, which I sucked and lightly bit on as he thrust his tongue in and out.
He is a great kisser!!
I waited for him to take the lead and I just to see what he wanted. We continued kissing--our tongues darting in and out and wrestling with each other. Capt. Scott grabbed my cock and slowly started to jack my cock hard. I took some of the lotion and rubbed some into his hand, and got more lotion and applied it to his hand for his cock.
My pants are pushed down to my knees; our shirts were still on. He seemed to be in hurry or maybe he just did things fast. I moved his hand away and grabbed our cocks together in mine--his cock just a tad longer than mine as well as thicker in the shaft, but my cock head was thicker and fuller than his. I jacked our cocks together and Captain added his own humping of my hand. We both have been waiting for this man action and this is way too hot for both of us.
Captain Scott is close to cumming, "Buddy I'm close!" He kissed me hungrily and passionately as he unleashed his load.
This in turn caused me to unleash my own load as well. He cupped my balls as I cum, and just as I finished my last spasm, I felt his finger at my pucker hole, but I tightened up.
I toweled off the jizz mess off our bodies, "Wow!" is all I muttered.
"Wow indeed" he replied.
I cupped his face in my hands and kissed him but softly giving him my tongue, which he sucked on gently. We dressed without saying a word. He has his back to me; he bent down and lifted one foot into his underwear--What a gorgeous site! Beautiful muscular ass with dark hair along his ass crack. I almost dropped to my knees to eat his ass out!! LOL.
His wallet was on the floor and I picked it up.
His wallet opened and I saw a picture of his family; his wife is Asian (Filipino-Japanese) and his kids are gorgeous: two sons and a daughter.
As I handed him his wallet, I asked him, "You like Asians, huh?"
"I like you!" he replied and kissed me on the cheek.
He confirmed his appointment for Tuesday, and walked to the back door. His cell phone rang. "Must be his wife," I thought! I made sure to take the towel home--NO, not for souvenir! I can't leave cum crusted towel in the office! As I drove home, I envisioned his muscular white ass, and I felt a stir in my groin. "Hmmm, I wonder what it would be like to fuck him or for him to fuck me," I thought to myself. Later the question turned to "when."
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